After practicing the Dragon Elephant Fist Seal, Qin Ming sat cross-legged facing Dongfang, and he rehearsed the Plastic Muscle Sutra again.

The crackling sound came and went, although it was not as large as the first practice of the Plastic Muscle Sutra, there were still changes in a small area, and in less than half an hour, a peculiar smell appeared on the surface of Qin Ming's body, a black foreign body in the sweat, which was a little pungent.

The first time I practiced the Plastic Muscle Sutra, the smell was very rushing, and it was very pungent to Qin Ming.

This should be the legendary body impurities.

I never thought that the Plastic Muscle Sutra could not only change the structure of the body, but also make the body gradually evolve and improve.

Qin Ming himself felt that he was more energetic than a few days ago, and even his skin and hair were more shiny and energetic.

Practicing the dragon elephant fist print, practicing the plastic tendon meridian, after practicing the plastic tendon meridian, I took a bath and had breakfast.

Then he returned to the back hall and began to practice the Dragon Elephant Fist Seal and practice the Plastic Muscle Sutra, which can be said to be completely immersed in it.

is a martial arts idiot, his ears don't hear what is going on outside the window, he is so focused on martial arts training that he forgets time and space.

"Uncle, when did you come back?"

As soon as Qin Ming walked into the door of the back hall at night, he saw two more people on the table.

Qingshan with a solemn face, and an old gentleman who looks elegant.

"Ming'er, come and see Mr. Zhao Hongru Zhao, this trip Zhao Hongru is specially for you, you must see the courtesy!"

"For me?"

Qin Ming didn't understand his uncle's words, but he still saluted respectfully, "Qin Ming see the old man!" ”

"The son is polite, and the old man is courteous!"

Mr. Zhao Hongru and Mr. Zhao hurriedly stood up and saluted Qin Ming, he was a master bookkeeper in the county office, and he was not as high as Qin Shan's position in terms of level, he was naturally very polite to Qin Ming, saying that the old gentleman was in his forties.

There was also paper and pen on the table, as if it was some kind of interview.

"What's going on, old man, with my nephew's appearance and style, he can be called a chic son, right?"

"That's for sure, you don't have to say anything about your son's appearance, don't worry, I can definitely draw your son's charm!"

"That's good, that's good!"

In less than a moment, Zhao Hongru drew Qin Ming's appearance, and he could see that he was smiling again and again.

It was not until this time that Qin Ming understood that Qin Shan had asked Zhao Hongru to come over for a portrait, and the purpose was to say goodbye to him.

is really a resolute person, he only said two days ago that he wanted to kiss Qin Ming, but now he directly painted a portrait of Qin Ming.

After a few more words of gossip, Mr. Zhao Hongru and Mr. Zhao left, leaving Qin Shan and Qin Ming behind, and there was a Yunfeng Wang Xiang next to him.

"Wang Xiang, wait a minute, you will send these portraits to a few matchmakers, let their eyes shine, and I will be rewarded after the deed!" After Qin Shan said that, he looked at Qin Ming again, and the two little eyes lit up, and he couldn't understand why Qin Ming was restless.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Qin Ming asked.

"Wang Xiang said that your dragon statue fist has a strength of five or six hundred catties, originally I thought it was fake, but when I saw your eyebrows, I knew that he said less, if you attack with all your strength, you will have at least seven hundred catties of strength, and at this speed, you will soon be able to enter the ranks of martial artists!" Qin Shan's face as he spoke, and even moisture appeared in his eyes, "Ming'er, it was my uncle who delayed you, if I could wake up earlier and let you practice martial arts, maybe now you are already an acquired master!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Ming's heart swept through warmth, he didn't expect that this big grinning head catcher, an uncle from another world, and a dignified man would be sad and repentant for this matter, he was really moved, and he couldn't help but respect Qin Shan even more.

"Uncle, it's not like this!"

Qin Ming almost told him about the lottery system, and even almost told him that he was not Qin Ming of this world.

"Head catcher, today is a good day, you shouldn't be so sad!" Wang Xiang said comfortingly.

"Yes, yes, look what's wrong with me!"

Qin Shan wiped his face and wiped away the guilt in his heart.

"Yunfei, bring me a jar of daughter red, no, take two jars of girl red, today we have to get drunk and rest!"

His we must be referring to him and Qin Ming, and later pulled Wang Xiang in, and the three of them drank until midnight, when Qin Shan and Wang Xiang were drunk before stopping, if Qin Shan hadn't hindered Qin Ming's youth, it is estimated that he would have been drunk.

The drunk Qin Ming was lying on the bed at all, he was missing his old mother in his previous life, and he didn't know how she was doing, whether she would be overly sad because of his sudden death, and whether there was a little green silk added to his half-white hair.

White-haired people send black-haired people, is there anything sadder than this?

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Moo moo moo!"

Qin Ming, who couldn't sleep, came to the back hall again and began to practice the Dragon Elephant Fist Seal, as if this was the only way to dissolve the grief in his heart. I don't know if it's because of drinking, Qin Ming felt his heart beat faster and his blood was hot when he practiced half a set of Dragon Elephant Fist Prints, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, his head was buzzing, his eyes were full of twinkling stars, and everything he saw was double shadows.

Especially in the dantian, it seems to be squeezed by something alive, and the pain is so painful that beads of sweat roll down.

"Who?"

When Qin Ming was in pain, a figure appeared in front of him, and her clothes fluttered.

Dressed in a plain white gown, with an almost cold melon seed face, and a long sword in his hand, he looks like a fairy woman who fell from the sky.

It was Guan Yun'er who left angrily, and there was no slave next to her, and she walked lightly like that.

Her eyes were full of indifference, on this bright moonlit night, she was like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth, looking down on Qin Ming.

"If you continue to practice like this, you will be useless!" Guan Yun'er said in a cold voice, "Martial arts training can't be done in one go!" ”

"You want to care?"

Hearing Guan Yun'er's cold words, as well as her lofty and overlooking eyes, Qin Ming couldn't stop saying this.

"I don't care about you, I want to see how you die against the mess!"

Guan Yun'er spoke, her body fluttered, and she slapped Qin Ming's chest three times in a row, followed by a fierce kick on Qin Ming's dantian, and fell to the ground with a thud, kicking Qin Ming with hatred and making his whole body numb.

The dantian seems to be gnawed by thousands of insects and ants.

It was really shameless to be kicked like this, but Qin Ming didn't have a little temper, because he couldn't move his whole body.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

Guan Yun'er's sword came out of the sheath directly, and it was cut off against Qin Ming's lower body.

It's bad, if you really become a eunuch and be castrated this time, as the old slave said, you won't be able to be a man in the next life.

"Eat!"

Qin Ming felt a tingling somewhere in his lower body, and soon he saw a smile on Guan Yun'er's cold face.

At this moment, my heart was cold, I didn't expect him, a traverser with a golden finger, to become a eunuch, did he want to act in a palace fighting drama?